My lips parted into a smile as I watched him scribble down notes.
My heart jumped everytime I told him some of my biggest secrets and he would be so empathetic towards my words.
I'm not sure if therapy was working because I liked him or if it truly helps to talk, but I'm not complaining.
That's why I didnt expect what had happened next.
This man I had always been at least a couple feets apart from was now so close I could smell his cologne. His arms wrapped around my shoulder as he talked.
"I didnt expect to see you here Jungkook!"
"Me-me neither." His hands grasping on my body made me blind without realizing his inability to reciprocate my feelings.... yet.
"I'm so sorry, this is not professional of me." He immediantly let go as I sputtered in the spur of the moment.
"No! I mean- no. It's fine, I dont mind being casual around you." My finger automatically scratched my cheeks out of habit.
"That's good to hear! Anyways, I gotta go soon so I'll see you later!" Hoseok made a cute running movement to exaggerate how he needs to leave in a hurry, but I didn't know I was grabbing on to the edge of his shirt.
Tugging on little tears of his clothes, he looked down and then glanced back up at me. The tiniest smile reached his mouth as he cocked his head as if asking the question ' do you need something?'
Immediantly apologizing as I let go, I quietly watched him leave, wishing I had asked for his number.
